2-11-00
Fridays are days I am in Paramedic school.
I am fortunate enough to have found a hospital-based program,
�Whose schedule is unique to say the least.
It is an eight-hour school day one day a week
This allows a person who works an A, B, C, rotation
�to be able to work school around their schedule
�with as little time lost from work as possible.
The school I am enrolled in is highly regarded
And is one of the most reputable programs available in North East Ohio.
It is a small class only twelve students eleven males and 1 female all white,
�Mostly from suburban fire departments or another private ambulance service.
Although the Class lacks diversity in its student body,
It is representative of the EMS Workers in the area.
�And the class roster is based on the applications received.
Class is going well and I have an average of 89.1 it could be better but...
I blew a one test really badly with a 69 or something,
Which brought my cumulative average way down.
Other than that test, I score consistent 90's.
After School I went to work.
I have an arrangement in place with Rich from B-shift.
�He worked the first part of my shift, and then I worked the first part of B-shift for him.
�Rich is going to school in pursuit of his P.A. degree.And has class every Saturday,
so this works out well for both of us.�
Resulting in very little lost time from your paycheck.
A-shift was apparently very busy before I got back from school.
Full of irony and death.
By the time I arrived,the city had calmed down.
Ken and I only had a couple of calls the whole rest of the shift.
But most of them were late at night
Which is becoming a chronic situation.
Going to sleep well after two am and still
�being awakened at least twice more before eight am.
That is why the company instituted a "night truck"
So we (Elyria) would have a workload that is the same as the other station (Lorain)
But it appears as if call volume is increasing again.
This is not a bad thing but,
�I hope it doesn't rise too far beyond three calls per truck.
If it does that makes the next day worthless! Because all you do is sleep it away.
Speaking of the next day!
B-shift.
Or A-shift part 2 as the case may be.
Today I worked with Mike.(from b-shift) for the first time.
He is a "New" Medic
(been a medic for less than a year)
I have worked a Cardiac Arrest with him once
Mike is on Sheffield Twp. Fire Dept.
When they called for assistance from E.T.F.D.
But today he is my actual partner.
The early part of the day was great. Not one call until noon!
After that it was drop your baby day!
We went on two calls where someone actually "fumbled" their baby
The first was a five-month-old girl,
�who was dropped from about four feet
�Landing on the concrete headfirst!
�It sounds much worse than it ended up.
After a battery of tests she was fine.
But I doubt mom will ever forgive herself.
Then a lady was carrying her three-year-old son
� I really didn't get the whole story
He was either dropped of jumped from her arms,
Landed on the pavement and was really crying a lot!
But either way... he was treated and released.
Meanwhile the other crew was working on calls in Lorain.
(They were much busier than Elyria was at the time.)
We were dispatched on a call in a nursing home.
For: an elderly man having difficulty breathing.
He was in moderate distress but was denying it.
�(with a smile like he knew something we didn't)
We were going to transport to west shore hospital but
they were Diverting and we transported to E.M.H.
I will have to ask mike what happened to him?
Then Rich came in and I went home.
Upon arriving at my front door I learned a great lesson.
You need your keys to unlock the door!
So
Back to work,
got keys?!,
Back home!
And learned another lesson.
If I had waited five minutes Dawn would have been there.
Patience.
('nuff said)
